[Miilkbone]
Some people argue the fact that I'm the mack and all that
Well ill just kick you in the face which is the place that your balls at
You dickhead you get fed stuff to make you lick lead
I leave your a** stiff dead lying in a brick bed
I walk around the hood straight to the city streets
My life is so booty that even Nick and I get sh**ty feet
I heard it from my family (do something) well y'all are making me do nothing so just shut the f** up then
I used to sit and chill Mack back
Relax bar late just doing sh** my own way every day and all day
I try to picture myself somewhere else where every b**h was rich and every honkey tried to help.
Like Beverly Hills making bills gave me chills cause then I wouldn't get ill with all my down the hill sk**s
But if you're white and you don't know me but you're pockets paid, you call me a wannabe because I'm rollin hip hop hooray.
I dig a ditch of a big b**h and make a quick swiss to grow my flow protracts by Nick's clique.
Chorus : Miilkbone (repeat 4x)
That's just the way it goes
That's just the way it is
A rich man will never understand the ghettobiz
[Miilkbone]
You take a family man from Phoenix a nine to five and all that, you put em in a hood which ain't no good and watch em crawl back
He never knew he'll never know let him go to his children, he'll be sh**ting so much bricks that he'll be sitting on a building
See from the day I was born to now I grew up cruddy
Your dad was rich, did a rich bit so you got lucky, you had a man that gave you props for the way it's been, but than you look at me and say that I'm a waste of skin
You tell me I should be in college doing this and that and ghetto words make a trap, how the f** you figure that?
You had a day since birth any days were good, you look at my trashy neighborhood and then you say it should, be rebuilt how I'm always gonna go for self, see I'm the type of motherf**er it's to late to help.
It's nothing new to my crew police hara**ments, and since all cops are white they say that I'm an embarra**ment
But if I am than I am it's too late I just go home to the streets where it's so f**ing great
Chorus : Miilkbone (repeat 2x)
[Miilkbone]
If you're a high cla**, die fast, soft suburban fly a**, come in the slum and see how long your smile lasts
You're guaranteed that you'll glance at every iffy chance, doing the dance with the ants in your pissy pants
You couldn't handle the heat it's time to give it some thinking you never know it, admit it you gotta live it
Picture this go leave your neighborhood and spiffy city
Step in the hood but f** your pitty
Life is always sh**ty
When were young we didn't know we didn't give a damn
Playing kick the can, but now we're playing stick up the man
Walking the street avoiding problems and buggy ditches
We go to parties with ill n***as and cruddy b**hes
See you could never understand the live I live, I guess if I ain't paid then I'm a man that you'll consider less
But you were born with the silver spoon in the bigger room
I'm living life on a knife and pull the trigger boom
It ain't my fault that my life was never upper and if you ain't cool with cruddy than never come around
Chorus: Miilkbone (repeat 2x)